Finally, when she falls limp is when I take back control. I’m seconds away from losing control myself, so it takes everything in me to keep it together when I grab her hips, lift her body up and then impale her directly onto my cock.
Fuuuuuuck.
Her half-lidded eyes widen into discs and a garbled scream shoots from her throat. Neither of us move. I allow her to adjust to my size while I try not to come. Her tight, wet heat completely envelops me, squeezing the life out of me.
My head clashes with the cement wall behind me, my teeth gritted until I’m nearly grinding them to dust.
“Are you okay?” I ask hoarsely, not proud
of the way my voice trembles.
“I… Is it normal to have a fucking horse dick?” she finally gasps, her round eyes travelling to where we’re connected. She’s seen my dick before, how big it was, but I imagine feeling it inside of her is a whole new prospect.
I can’t fucking help it. A huge satisfied grin stretches across my face, earning me a little eye roll when she spots it. I know I’m bigger than most, far bigger than most. But I don’t care what anyone says, no man can deny the ultimate satisfaction when a girl fawns over it. Especially the girl you’re madly fucking in love with.
“Did I hurt you?” I ask, lifting my hips just slightly. Her mouth parts and her eyes fall back to their half-lidded state.
“I like the way you hurt me,” she whispers. Something primal erupts inside my chest. It’s a living, breathing beast that River has just awoken from its slumber. My hands tighten on her hips until I’m sure she’ll sport bruises of my handprints for a day or two. She leans forward and brushes her plump lips across mine.
My discarded jeans are next to the bench. With practiced ease, I slip out my handcuffs and have them slapped around her wrists, pinning them behind her back within seconds. She stills, my actions catching up to her as she realizes what I did.
“Am I your prisoner?” she asks seductively.
I bite my lip, quite liking the way her chest pops out and her body curves to accommodate the cuffs.
“For as long as you’re willing to be,” I murmur.
“You’ll let me out the second I tell you to,” she tells me, her voice soft but stern. I meet her gaze, making sure she can see the truth to my words.
“They’ll be gone before you can finish the sentence,” I promise. She nods her head once, rotating her wrists gently, testing out the cuffs. I kept them fairly loose so they don’t rub her delicate skin raw.
When I see her acceptance, I don’t give her the chance to make any more demands. I spread my thighs further, slide my hands down below her ass cheeks, brace her against my body and fuck the absolute shit out of her. For the second time, River’s eyes widen into round discs.
“Oh my God!” she gasps, her face tucking into the curve of my neck as the pitches of her moans increase. My mouth travels across her shoulder and up the soft skin of her neck, nipping a path as I go. I grab a fistful of her luscious hair and yank her head back, eliciting another sharp moan from her throat. When I reach the spot right behind her ear, I sink my teeth into the soft flesh, my hips relentlessly pumping into her.
“Mako!” She writhes against me, the cuffs tinkling loudly from the jostle of our bodies. Sweat beads across my forehead and chest as I fight to keep control. I’ve never felt anything so fucking incredible in my life. She molds to my cock like wet clay.
“Is this what you needed?” I grit out, enunciating my words with a sharp thrust, producing a little squeak from her throat. “You needed me to fuck this sweet little pussy, didn’t you?”
“Ungg, yes!” she pants, nodding her head like a bobblehead.
“Is this what you fantasized about every time you touched your pussy, wishing it was me?”
Another garbled ‘yes’ comes from her throat. “But it feels so much better,” she gasps, the whites of her eyes nearly taking over.
“You feel so fucking perfect, baby,” I groan, grinding my hips against hers a few times when she’s seated completely on my cock. I know her clit is sliding against my pelvis just from the high-pitched gasps every time I grind against her.
She’s getting close, I can feel it. I wrap my arm entirely around her waist, careful of her constrained arms, and prop her further up, once more pistoning my hips with sharp thrusts. The only thing keeping me grounded is my need to make her come first. I refuse to come a second before she does.
As if reading my thoughts, she gasps out, “Mako, fuck, I’m gonna come!” Her legs tighten against mine and her head begins to tip back. Curses slip from my tongue as the intensity our bodies are creating reaches its peak. My tempo increases as I pound and pound, the wet slap from our bodies connecting rivaling the sounds coming from mine and River’s throat.
River stills—something she seems to do right before she comes—before her pussy ripples across my cock and she once more loses it. She contracts around me. My name falls from her lips like a desperate prayer, finally snapping my control.
“Fuck!” The hoarse shout booms from deep in my chest as I completely empty myself inside her, her pussy milking every last drop out of me. My name continues to fill the room as her entire body convulses and shakes against mine, riding our highs together before we inevitably come down.
I slump further into the bench as her body becomes dead weight on top of me, her face tucked in my neck. We’re both shaking and completely wiped out. Small twitches overtake her limbs, pulling a small grin from me. I grab the keys and quickly unlock the cuffs from her wrists. I laugh when her hands just fall, thumping against my sides.
“I never knew it was supposed to be like that,” she whispers. I close my eyes tightly, equally proud that I could be the first one to give that to her and angry that every man before me had the nerve to give her less than what she deserves.